He told me this when I emailed him and my aunt regarding my family problem. When I read this, I was overwhelmed by emotion, not because it's the perfect "answer" to my problem, but because he reminded me that I am, in fact, very lucky despite all the hardships I am going through.

My mother and I may have a deteriorating relationship, but atleast she pays for my education, so I might as well milk the experience for all that it's worth. I am in college, pursuing a course acting upon human betterment, not only medical-wise, but emotional-wise as well.

I have a house to go home to, and when thoughts of running away occur in my short-circuited, hay-wired brain, I know I can always think of it as my home.

I have food on my plate that I could eat for 3 times (or more) per day.

I have great friends. Sure, they are busy with their own lives, but the moment we get together, pure fun and bliss ensues. I can always be myself around them, and there's probably no better feeling than that.

I have been through the finest needle holes possible, and honestly, I think I am a better person because of it.

I wouldn't be what I am today if I wasn't able to undergo such events.

I know and I believe that I am strong-willed.

I know and I believe that I am well-spoken, and could easily defend myself in a clash of tongues.

I know and I believe that I am smart enough to take pride in what I am, what I have, and what I can do.

I know and I believe that I am humble enough that, like anyone else, I could easily admit that I am just human. I get hurt. I may stumble and fall, but I know I will keep standing up, no matter how badly bruised I may get, or how skinned my knees could be.

I wouldn't lie, I am not pain-free. I am not perfect and never will be. I foul up, clam up, and get lost sometimes. I say the wrong things at the wrong time. I have eyes which glaze over when I get bored. I get moody for no apparent reason, and I have the ability to hold grudges and dislike others.

It's part of the package. A package made in God's own likeness. A package meant only for me. A package containing all the things I would ever need the journey they call life.

I am lucky because I am a "chosen one", just like everybody else who are trudging along in their own adventures, set to the pacing of their own footsteps.

I feel lucky. I know I am Lucky.

Can you feel it too?